jerriecan
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Welcome to Ultima Thule, a Longfellow's Cabin build using Sim Settlements and various other mods.
Ultima Thule - beyond the edge of the known world. Seems appropriate for Far Harbor.
The Grand Entrance
At the Ramp
Let Cappy be your guide!
The Boardwalk
The Concession Stand
Business is Booming
The Residential Side
More of The Residential Side
... Still More of The Residential Side
... can you guess?
Last one, I swear!
Back Side of Main Street
The Industrial Zone
The Back Street
Kind of quiet here...
Got a few people, though.
Honest work...
Nobody wants to farm mole rats, though.
And if you've made it this far, for a little flavor... a passage from the town's namesake.
The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls
The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveller hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in the darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands,
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
The day returns, but nevermore
Returns the traveller to the shore,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Ultima Thule, 1880
Ultima Thule - beyond the edge of the known world. Seems appropriate for Far Harbor.
The Grand Entrance
At the Ramp
Let Cappy be your guide!
The Boardwalk
The Concession Stand
Business is Booming
The Residential Side
More of The Residential Side
... Still More of The Residential Side
... can you guess?
Last one, I swear!
Back Side of Main Street
The Industrial Zone
The Back Street
Kind of quiet here...
Got a few people, though.
Honest work...
Nobody wants to farm mole rats, though.
And if you've made it this far, for a little flavor... a passage from the town's namesake.
The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls
The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveller hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in the darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands,
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
The day returns, but nevermore
Returns the traveller to the shore,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Ultima Thule, 1880
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He'll be fine.